Marvis heard it all. She quickly tiptoed away to avoid being noticed. She took the foodstuffs from Madam Esther and went to the kitchen on the second floor where she stayed with Jace. The smell of a delicious dish wafted into his nostrils. "Your food is ready, Master Jace", Marvis announced. The aroma was heavenly and certainly irresistible. It had been a long time since he last ate such a sumptuous dish. His stepmother had always hated him and his accident was a good chance for her to revenge. He took the fork from her and started eating. It even tasted better than he imagined. He suppressed the urge to say 'thank you'. He didn't want her to feel proud or special. Even his girlfriend had never been this nice. She disappeared from his side immediately after the accident. Marvis opened the windows and looked out. It was raining, so going to her parent's place was out of the way today. She scrutinized the room. She took in the new room, in her new house, owned by her husband. Nothin
Marvis opened her eyes the following morning when the sun rays from the window hit her eyes. She realized she was wrapped up in Jace's strong arms and was also naked. What! She then remembered what happened the previous night and couldn't help but smile. He had taken her innocence, and it was worth it. She carefully disentangled herself from him and sneaked out of bed. He was in a deep sleep and didn't notice her leave.As Marvis tip-toed down the stairs, the events of last night played over and over again in her mind. She never thought she would find herself in such a vulnerable position, giving herself to a man she barely knew. But there was something about Jace that made her feel safe, loved even. He had promised to take care of her, to provide for her financially, and she had agreed to marry him for that security. But her parents had refused to fulfill their end of the deal, leaving her feeling betrayed and hurt.When Marvis returned after having breakfast downstairs, she found Ja
Marvis was very happy, she couldn't believe her luck. Her father had sent the money, just as Jace had demanded. She felt a mix of relief, gratitude, and curiosity. How was it possible that Jace, a man she barely knew, had such power over her father? And why did he even care about her situation?As the day went on, Marvis couldn't help but wonder about Jace's true intentions. It was clear he had a significant amount of influence and wealth, but what did he expect in return? Did he truly love her, or was there something else at play?Unable to contain her thoughts any longer, Marvis decided to confront Jace later that day. She found him in the study, engrossed in listening to some audio documents. He perceived her smell as she entered, flashing her a warm smile."What's on your mind, my dear?" he asked, setting the documents aside.Marvis took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "Jace, I can't help but wonder why you helped me. I mean, I know you don't love me, but... why go through al
20 years agoMarvis was an only child, her parents tried to get pregnant after her birth, but it was impossible. Marvis was a very beautiful girl, loved by everyone, she was the apple of her father's eyes. She went to the best kindergarten, traveled all over the world, and had all the best things. Pamela was a kind woman, soft-spoken, beautiful, and intelligent, Pamela was an artist, she loved painting, and she brought drawing to life.She always takes her precious daughter to exhibitions around the world. She taught her daughter how to paint and drawing.Marvis! When you come of age, I want to open a gallery for both of us.Mother, I will paint lots of pictures for you." I love baby, I love mummy," replied Marvis, smiling.Marvis was tasty in the middle of the night, she went downstairs to get water to drink, and then she heard her parents sobbing and whispering."Please darling, don't tell Marvis about my illness, it will break her." Pamela, you have to tell her, don't keep her in
Liam Sullivan and his wife Natalie Sullivan had always been best friends with Jared Lewis and Grace Lewis. Their friendship was so strong that they made a promise to solidify their bond with marriage. Over the years, this promise was passed down to the next generation.Tracey Lewis, the daughter of Jared Lewis and Grace Lewis, was raised with the expectation that she would eventually marry into the Sullivan family. As a result, she was showered with attention and given the best opportunities in life. She attended the finest schools, traveled all over the world, and had every luxury imaginable. However, in the wake of this favoritism, Marvis, Tracey's elder sister, was neglected and treated as an outcast in her family.Marvis lived a vastly different life. While Tracey received all the attention and admiration, Marvis was left to fend for herself. She lacked the nurturing and love that every child deserves. Despite the neglect, Marvis found solace in her passions for painting and liter
As Marvis and Jace delved deeper into their conversation, an unexpected rapport blossomed between them, forged through shared experiences of feeling misunderstood and yearning for acceptance. Their connection transcended mere friendship; it was as if they had discovered unity in their quest for understanding, a comfort that had eluded them amid the chaos.Meanwhile, Tracey observed this burgeoning connection from a distance, her eyes filled with resentment and envy. Her obsession with Jace had driven her to extreme measures, and the notion that Marvis, her sister, was forming a bond with him incensed her. She was determined to unravel their newfound camaraderie, no matter the cost.One clear evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an ethereal glow across the landscape, a furtive conversation took place between Tracey and Jace. Tracey feigned concern, her voice soft and persuasive as she deliberately planted seeds of doubt in Jace's mind about Marvis' intentions."Jace, I
Jace POV Jace's sense of conflict and confusion had become an insidious presence within his mind. The once-clear skies of certainty now gave way to stormy clouds of doubt, threatening to engulf the warmth of his burgeoning friendship with Marvis.As he sifted through the fabricated evidence presented by Tracey, Jace's heart contorted with the agony of betrayal. His mind became a battlefield, torn between the authenticity of his bond with Marvis and the carefully woven threads of treachery and suspicion that had been artfully planted by Tracey.Disheartened and disillusioned, he found solace in the protective cocoon of isolation. It provided a temporary shield from the tumultuous emotions that raged within him. However, it also perpetuated the lingering ache that stemmed from the perceived betrayal of a cherished friendship.Amidst the maelstrom of confusion, Jace grappled with a myriad of emotions. His heart ached with the weight of the unspoken truth, and the encapsulating isolation
Years laterAs the foundation for her dream art gallery began to take form, Marvis poured her heart and soul into curating a space that would enrapture all who entered. With meticulous attention to detail, she sculpted an ambiance that would serve as a poignant backdrop for her resplendent works of art, inviting visitors into a realm where emotions flowed freely and stories unfurled with each brushstroke.Marvis stood before her easel, the subdued glow of the evening sun casting elongated shadows across her studio. The cascade of colors on her palette beckoned, each hue pregnant with unspoken emotion. She dipped her brush into the sienna, the burnt orange, the deepest cobalt blue, breathing life into the turmoil that lay heavy on her heart.Years had elapsed since the harrowing tragedy that had left her world in disarray. The loss of her mother had fractured her spirit, her father getting married again, her stepmother not loving her at all, the birth of her sister, being treated like